Song: 12345, I earned 580 yuan by working, sent it home to honor my parents, sent it home to 550 yuan, and kept 30 yuan for myself. I go to light industry, I make friends, and when I am hungry, I come out to buy a baked sweet potato. Hey! 12345.

Bo: Give me the money.

Song: Why? Who are you?

Bo: I'm your father.

Song: Whose father are you?

Bo: If you don't admit it, don't believe you ask that tall man.

Song: Who is she?

Bo: She is your mother.

Song: The old man is confused.

Bo: Give me the money because I'm hungry.

Song: You are hungry. Go home for dinner!

Bo: I know you without knowing home! You're my daughter, I'm hungry,

Song: Hey! Don't let the car hit you. All right, I'll buy you something to eat. Everyone is old, everyone is old. Come on, I'll buy you sweet potatoes to eat.

B: There is a restaurant here.

Song: He is not confused about this. He can't leave the restaurant without ten dollars and eight dollars. I'll take you to dinner.

Bo: Good girl, this filial piety!

Song: Filial piety costs money. Boss!

Wu: Alas! Here it comes, here it comes! Yo! what would you like to eat?

Thin: eat abalone, lobster and hairy crabs,

Song: Oh, my God, it killed me. Well, what is the cheapest thing here?

Wu: Vegetarian steamed buns are the cheapest, eight yuan a catty.

Song: Half a catty of vegetarian buns.

Wu: OK, half a catty of vegetarian buns. Two more stir-fried dishes.

Song: No need.

Bo: I eat stir-fried dishes.

Song: They can't cook here, they can only steam steamed bread.

Wu: Who says our cooking is delicious?

Song: Let's eat steamed stuffed buns.

Wu: How stingy.

Song: It won't cost you money.

Yang: This small restaurant is quite clean. Ha ha ha ha, what's the matter? This is not bad!

Song! Not bad, not bad. The proprietress looks like a steamed stuffed bun.

Wu: Here comes the steamed stuffed bun.

Yang: Boy, this proprietress really looks like a steamed stuffed bun. Ha ha ha, boss, do you have any cooking skills?

Bo: Their family can only steam steamed bread but can't cook.

Wu: Why do you say that? Don't listen to him, we have all kinds of fried dishes here.

Yang: Ah. . . . Have a delicious sausage.

Wu: Good! Thin intestines!

Bo: I eat fatty intestines.

Song: Don't eat fat sausages. How dirty is the fat sausage? Think about it. What's in that fat sausage?

Bo: Pig manure!

Yang: Boy, that's disgusting. That's disgusting.

Wu: What are you talking about?

Song: I'm fooling the old man. If you order yours, their fat intestines must have been washed.

Yang: Yeah. . . Then a braised fish.

I eat braised fish.

Song: No braised fish. If you eat too much braised fish, you will have scales on your body, and then you will drop Pippi on the ground.

Yang: Boy, this is even more disgusting.

Wu: Don't go,

Yang: Can I eat here?

Wu; Why did you listen to him? You can't listen to a toad and cross the river.

Bo: I eat toads.

Song: What do you eat, toad? Talking is none of our business.

Wu: Why isn't he important? If someone orders food, you will feel sick. How to sell it?

Yang: Stop it, stop it. I want fat sausage and braised fish. I'll have another drink.

Song: Comrade, do something. When ordering, keep your voice down so that he can't hear you. I thank you, thank you, thank you.

Yang: Let's brew a glass of beer.

Wu: What did you say?

Bo: He wants beer.

Wu: It's louder than my ears. Let's make a glass of beer.

Song: Why don't you eat? Are you full?

Bo: I'm not full.

Song: I haven't eaten enough steamed bread.

Bo: I'm waiting for fish.

Song: Without fish,

Bo: There are fish.

Song: No fish.

Wu: Here comes the fish!

Bo: There are fish, right? The fish is dead.

Song: After a while, it was over. Come on, sit down and carry the fish on your back.

Yang: Oh, cold beer, appetizer first, hahaha.

Bo: I drink beer.

Song: Beer tastes bad.

Bo: delicious,

Song: It tastes bad. That beer tastes like horse urine.

Yang: Spray beer.

Song: Look, I threw up.

Yang: You said it tasted like horse urine. Can I not throw up?

Wu: Hey, hey, hey! I said, what's wrong with you? Your beer tastes like horse urine. You didn't ruin my business.

Song: I'm fooling the old man.

Yang: You tricked the old man, and I spit it out and stuck it in me.

Wu: Sir, don't listen to him. Something's wrong with her.

Yang: I think he has a problem, too. This fish is very good, hahaha.

I eat fish,

Song: Fish is not delicious.

Yang: smack your mouth.

Bo: It's delicious. He's already slurping.

Song: Well, you can enjoy yourself.

Bo: I can't eat steamed bread. I eat fish.

Song: You don't eat, you don't eat.

Walk in front of the thin net fish, Song!

Song: Didn't I tell you that if you eat fish, you will be smashed all over. . . Have thorns

Bo: I'm not afraid of thorns.

Song: This thorn is uncomfortable if it gets stuck in the throat. Think about it. Once it gets stuck in your throat, you will cut, cut, cut.

Yang: Cut, cut, cut.

Wu: What's wrong? What happened? What's going on here

Yang: The fishbone is stuck.

Song: Look, it's stuck.

Yang: It's all your fault. You always say stuck, stuck, and I'm stuck.

Wu: There is something wrong with his voice. You must be responsible. Come and have a drink and pat him on the back while tasting.

Yang: Ah-ah. much better

Song: Thank you, thank you for being stuck.

Yang: Is there anyone who talks like this?

Song: If you get stuck, he won't eat fish.

Yang: Who are you? Why not send flowers to your father if you have money?

Song: He is not my father.

Wu: Who will believe it?

Song: Believe it or not?

Wu: Really.

Yang: Dad, who is she to you?

Bo: She is my daughter.

Wu: Who are you?

Bo: I'm his father.

Song: I beg you, stop talking nonsense, okay, dad?

Yang: Look, it really is.

Song: You are thinking. Think about it. Just now, in the street, you were whispering on crutches.

Bo: I didn't recognize my home in the street just now.

Song: Yes, you met me.

I ran into you. You count money there.

Song: I counted the money there and brushed it. Oh, by the way, let's not talk about it. Later you said you were hungry.

Bo: It's very kind of you to bring me to dinner.

Song: Oh, I finally understand. Tell them who you are.

Bo: I'm her father.

Song: Oh, I'm back. I squatted on the ground and cried.

Wu: Do you think it's easy for the old man to pull you up like this? You said he just wanted to eat a stir-fry dish, and you didn't even recognize dad.

Song: More people eat stir-fried dishes. Are they all my real fathers?

Wu: You. . .

Yang: A man should have a conscience.

Wu: Exactly.

Yang: You clap your chest and think, who will wash your diaper, who will teach you to talk and who will feed you that sweet milk? There is no heaven, where there is land, where there is home without land, where there is me without home, where there is you without me?

Song: Huh?

Yang: Right? You wouldn't be there without him.

Song: It's strange that I can't live without him.

Yang: I will never allow you to treat the old man like this, old man. What did you say?/Sorry?

I eat fish.

Yang: Hey! This is my fish,

Song: Eat steamed bread, eat steamed bread!

Bo: Let me eat steamed bread if I have fish. If you are not filial, I will eat fish.

Wu: Look, look, catch fish for your father.

Song: It's a mess.

Yang: He can't help it. He must play dumb, old man. He wants to eat fish and find your daughter.

Wu: Exactly.

Bo: If you don't give me what I want from you, it's unfilial.

Yang: I am not filial? Who am I to you?

Bo: I'm your father.

Yang: This, this, this, how are you my father?

Wu: I can see that the old man may be a little confused. He has nothing to do with you, old man.

Yang: Yes!

Wu: He is not your son.

Yang: That's right.

Bo: You help him fool me, and you are even more unfilial.

Wu: What does this have to do with me?

Yang: No, do you know who she is?

Bo: She is your wife.

Song: Hahahaha, it really matches. Hey hey hey.

Bo: They used to be a couple.

Wu: I'm telling you, old man, I'm not a couple with him.

Did you divorce him?

Wu: Who divorced him?

Bo: So if you are not divorced, you are still married.

Wu: It is not clear yet.

Yang: I think the old man is so confused.

Wu: I think so.

Song: Believe me, I don't know him at all.

Wu Yang: I don't even know him.

Bo: OK! You don't even know me, huh? I raised you for nothing.

The thin man was leaning on a crutch, and the other three stopped and said that he was all right.

You don't recognize me, can I not worry?

Yang: Slide carefully, slide carefully.

Song: I know you, I know you!

Bo: Do you recognize me?

Song: Hey!

Call me,

Song: Dad!

Bo: Speak louder.

Song: Dad.

Thin: . . Hey, the music is playing.

Song: Dad, I'm not afraid to spend money. I'll buy you pork intestines, braised fish and beer.

Bo: Good girl, really my good girl.

Yang: Old man, we have wine, vegetables and everything here.

Wu: I'll cook two more dishes for you.

Bo: You'''''

Yang Wu: We all know you, Dad.

Bo: Alas! Good boy, my good boy is crying.

Song: Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry. There is a telephone number and address on the handkerchief.

Yang: This must have been specially prepared by his family for fear that he would get lost. Call.

Wu: Don't worry, let the old man eat this meal before leaving. This time it's my treat.

Yang: OK, it's my treat today. Nobody can argue with me.

Bo: Don't argue with me. Come on, son and daughter-in-law, eat together. You sit next to me, granddaughter.

Song: Hey. Grandpa, it's a mess again!